Termanology - Where You Come From? lyrics

[Verse 1: Evidence] And once again it's on... I guess I'm on that Once a good girl's gone bad, she's gone forever To tell the climate of pain, it's like the rain told the weather Sometimes you move towards the wolf pack And go hunting down mamis in wolf slats I pulled the reins back, horse on the race track Dogs and same cats Falling on down, they used to be London Bridges But they all on the ground, broke down to little ridges It's a simple story of build and destroy I'm like the judge's hammer, slamming the villain to void k**ing his boys, k**ing his girls, k**ing they world Feelin like the Third Mobb, Hell on this Earth I spit verses: there's better ways to pay the rent and sh** It's not ideal, still I deal sentences Graduated to stardom from apprenticeship Emphasis reversed, from exodus to genesis [Hook: Lil' Fame] Catch you when we drop that Plant seeds, grow those trees--then we chop that Twistin' up that old green life--then we burn that When will you mother f**ers learn? We build and destroy! Catch you when we drop that Plant seeds, grow those trees--then we chop that Architect, leave a big hole where ya block at When will you mother f**ers learn? ("You either Build or Destroy...” "You either build or destroy...where you come from?") [Verse 2: Rakaa Iriscience (Dilated Peoples)] And once again its on... Evolution of the art of noise I paint graffiti when I spit so they saw the void Create to devastate, I build to destroy Construction for the destruction of toys I saw the choice made it, saw the void filled it Saw the mic slayed it, saw the stage k**ed it Ask the doctor what the cause be when the bills hit Dilated Peoples diagnosed as the ill sh** Yeah, Rakaa's up, bars up, power up Renovate the structures from the bottom to the tower up Plant our own medicine and chop it when it flowers up Add Swiss precision to bombs and when the hour's up...*BOOM* Gone, erase ‘em like who's that? (Huh?) Replace ‘em now, tell these cats to draw new maps There are new boundaries and they can never move back Cause they slanging old dope, hanging in a new trap [Verse 3: Termanology] And once again it's on... Build or destroy it, krills in my toilet Cops banging on my door, not a bench warrant Number ten Jordans, and my pen poison Causing men torment Permanent misfortune Make you feel important, this the wheel of fortune My ten boys with a wrench pointed right near your noggin My heart been robbin', rap Bin Laden Been stalking these rap cats with big wallets And I spit flawless, young Chris Wallace But I skipped college, didn't Asher Roth it I put a casket together to put yo' a** up in it Cause it's cast a minute, high fashion biscuit The Gucci guns, Louis lavender gun handle I'd shoot myself in the brain if I couldn't out rap you Ev hit me to build, told me destroy the mic On this beat Alchemist made, I said sho' you right